“I’ve got to keep breathing. It’ll be my worst business mistake if I don’t.”

I was always very shy but as I get older I think, What am I being shy for? You just grow weary of your own hang-ups.

It was essential that I never show doubt about what I was doing.

You can’t really conduct your life by one or two phrases.

Teaching is, after all, a form of show business.

The conscious mind is the editor, and the subconscious mind is the writer.

I just downloaded eleven hundred books onto my Kindle, and now I can’t lift it.

Acting is collaborative because you are working with another actor, and it’s almost like a two-man juggling team. You have to really be in sync.

You have to get comfortable with your work, you really have to know what you’re doing, and it has to be almost boring to you to be able to do it well.

Always do business as if the person you’re doing business with is trying to screw you, because he probably is. And if he’s not, you can be pleasantly surprised.

It’s not the size of the nose that matters, it’s what’s inside that counts.

Boy, those French: they have a different word for everything!

There is one thing I would break up over, and that is if she caught me with another woman. I won’t stand for that.

Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him. Some night these thoughts, separated by miles and time zones, occur at the same objective moment, and Ray and Mirabelle are connected without ever knowing it.

Acting has helped me understand people, not only because you are acting as a character, but also because you are watching other actors work. That really helps you identify in life when someone is acting, not being true.

I really enjoy finding the right word, creating a good, flowing sentence. I enjoy the rhythm of the words.

First the doctor told me the good news: I was going to have a disease named after me.

The truth is always an abyss. One must — as in a swimming pool — dare to dive from the quivering springboard of trivial everyday experience and sink into the depths, in order to later rise again — laughing and fighting for breath — to the now doubly illuminated surface of things.

I’m drowning. And the air is nowhere to be found. Yet I pretend to breathe anyway.

I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.

I personally believe breathatarianism to be the highest mode of human living breathing in pure air, absorbing the direct light and energies of the sun, bathing in pure water I look at the obituaries every morning and ain’t nobody listed but you eaters.

I took a deep breath, however, and followed my rule of never speaking frankly to women in moments of emotion. No good ever comes of this.

I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.

To live is not merely to breathe; it is to act; it is to make use of our organs, senses, faculties – of all those parts of ourselves which give us the feeling of existence.

I am a mere breath of air; a formless thought that thinks of you.